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38, Chapter 38(2/2)

Cheng Yu said indifferently: "I don't know him."

Lin Shimao smiled and said: "If you like it, I will go get an autograph for you later."

"No, no, no, I'm just saying casually. I listen to his songs, but I'm not a fan."

There were forty groups of guests, two extra days and four stages. Today, only twenty groups came, most of which were small bands. Although Scorpio did not come out to perform, their songs were quite popular on the Internet. There were many

People like it.

Especially good-looking, Turbo is known as the best-looking in the circle, and Lin Shimao is recognized as a heartthrob, with more girls chasing him than Turbo.

Five people came in at once. At first glance, they were all handsome guys with full aura, except for Old K, who was carrying a bass like an assistant carrying a bag.

In an instant, everyone backstage looked away, and a thin man with a crotch hair pointed at Scorpio and laughed: "Turbo is here, and he is here with his million-dollar DW custom drum!"

"Wolf cut his hair!"

Obviously they know each other.

Lin Shimao is Scorpio's diplomat, and he handles the social part. Shen Huailin saw Xue Youka: "Has your band hired a kid?"

"No," Lin Shimao explained, "Turbo people." As he spoke, a young man with white hair passed by and rolled his eyes.

Scorpios are very popular here, and they usually don't like to chat with each other. At this time, they all came up to say hello, but there were two surprises.

For example, this one rolled his eyes at wolf.

This is Dong Geng, the former keyboardist of Scorpion. He didn’t work for long, and was fired by Lin Shimao because he didn’t rehearse for several days in a row, brought outsiders in, and touched Turbo’s drums.

After Dong Geng was fired, a friend introduced Wolf to Lin Shimao: "This keyboard player is from Xi'an. He is very skilled. You can try it."

Lin Shimao watched Wolf's video and was immediately shocked. He called him and asked him to come over for an interview.

Wolf bought a plane ticket overnight and flew to Beijing. On the second day of the interview, he played a short solo in front of Lin Shimao. His fingers almost disappeared on the keyboard, and he had a god-like sense of music. After playing for a few minutes, he was sweating. Lin Shimao stopped him: "That's it. ."

"Can I?" Wolf asked, "If not, I'll buy a plane ticket and go home."

Lin Shimao liked his skills very much, but he didn't know him well enough. How could he form a band like this?

But he wanted to leave, so he had to say: "Then you stay first." He praised, "My skills are very impressive."

Wolf nodded coldly, without even saying thank you.

——Why is this temper as bad as Turbo? Lin Shimao can't bear to think about it when he has to serve two ancestors by himself.

Later I discovered that wolf and turbo are two completely different people.

Wolf, the band's chore boy, finished the job all by himself. When asked what he was doing, he said he was bored and the cooking was delicious.

Dong Geng probably held a grudge. When he glared at Wolf, Wolf felt it. He glanced over and saw that it was someone he didn't recognize, so he glanced over indifferently.

Lin Shimao felt uncomfortable, so the whole band went into a separate room.

The turbo drums are kept inside, and when it's their turn in the evening, they will be brought to the stage.

Just now Xue Youka heard the sentence "What kind of custom-made drum costs a million dollars?"

Millions?

He still understands why pianos are so expensive and why drums are so expensive.

Xue Youka hasn't looked at it carefully yet. Today, it's rare for him to get closer and bury his head in research. What does a million-dollar drum look like?

He saw a drum that was golden and very shiny. Hey... couldn't this be gold?

He was so curious that he quietly extended his criminal hand.

"Xue Mimi."

-- Got caught.

Xue Youka quickly took back his hand, looking very nervous as he made a mistake and was caught: "Yes, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to touch your drum..." He thought that Cheng Yu would definitely be angry with his bad habits, and his atmosphere was so tense. Don't dare to come out.

"Touch it."

"Ah?" He was confused.
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